Saturday, April 30, 2011

Rip Off

Waking up at 6 am on a Saturday sucks...no way around it. I am sure I should be grateful I only need 6 hrs of sleep a night...right?
Today I am dragging a buncha clothes off to a consignment store...in Sidney...Yes SIDNEY ffs...it is a 60/40 split and a lot easier than dealing with selling it all on your own and since I was gunna donate it anyhow I thought I would try this 1st...if they don't sell then they get donated anyway.

After that it is a beach walk with Donna.
Will be interesting to see how the ol heel enjoys that kind of walking...My orthotics are in - I have worn them for 2 days now and it feels like I have rolled up socks jammed into my shoes...ha ha ha It can take up to 4 weeks for them to stop hurting so clearly this is gunna be  a slow process, measuring if there any noticeable improvement...but I am on it and determined!

Mother's Day is next weekend...if Ayla asks - I WANT A LEVEL. That's right...a LEVEL!

I did the math and I am an IDIOT and am off to a wedding next Friday in Parksville (LORI AND RICH!)...why am I an idiot - oh b/c it will be 1st day of menstruation wedding day and this means I will be a frigging miserable ass face. Will certainly be bringing a healthy supply of T3's with me. Again I am rather horrified about what to wear...I think this is my last wedding for 5 yrs...I am putting a MORATORIUM ON ALL WEDDINGS...it is hard when you like the people to say no but fugggggg I hate hate hate that everyone gets tarted up...I am always under dressed...can u say self esteem issues? hahaha Maybe I just don't care...maybe I like to buck the obligatory nature of this shit b/c I find it foolish...? Truth of it is I don't like anyone telling me wtf to wear...
I realized this at my last course I was on...my little classroom epiphany was clear - I am not going anywhere in government b/c I just cannot be a fake motherfucker...moving "up" requires shmoozing, acting processional, kissing ass, and a few other things I am not in a place in life to force myself to do...hard work aside...that is the truth...you have to be a certain "type" of person, willing to do what you gotta do...and I cannot force myself to pretend to be what I am not...maybe later I will feel more flexible and willing but right now...I am all about going to work, doing my job and doing it better than anyone else on earth ever has in the whole entire universe and then going home and NOT SOCIALIZING with a bunch of pretentious people who are good at playing the professional game (this does not apply to all gov't workers but within my ministry my office is about as laid back as it gets, the rest are lawyers and litigation experts etc so you can imagine)...it also occurred to me that this attitude of mine has held me back pretty much my whole life...yep I can see it loud and clear - no need to point it out. I am my own worst enemy...without a doubt.

I ordered myself the new upcoming Matthew Good album on vinyl (and cd)...I don't have a record player but when I do have one I wanna hear the snap crackle pop of Matt Good... I have never had a MG record...it'll be fantastic! The new single - IN A PLACE OF LESSER MEN - is kinda Beatles-esque....I dig it...
Watched a few royal wedding highlights last night...you know what...not that it matters in the grand scope of fuck all that is important but...it's nice to see that they clearly adore each other...unlike Williams mom's marriage to Prince Charles...the future king of England married a commoner...LOVE IT. Ohhh how times have changed...not enough to simmer down the ridiculous tradition that is a royal wedding but.......................................

I wonder how Guy is liking MANITOBA hunting geese with his Pa right now?

2 comments:

Barbara Bruederlin said...

A level. I think that's a fine mother's day gift. Better than brunch.

I want the same thing I want every year. For dinner to miraculously appear on the table and for me to be able to just get up and walk away from said table afterward without cleaning up a single thing. Don't discuss dinner with me, don't ask me what I want to eat, just make it happen.

~Jen~ said...

brunch - pfft thatll never happen hahaha id like it if ayla just made me breakfast for once.

maybe they should take u out 4 dinner?? the keg...yeah...